Hosea 11
1 “When Israel was a young man I loved him, and I called my son out of Egypt.
“Rĩrĩa Isiraeli aarĩ kaana-rĩ, nĩndamwendete, ngĩgĩĩta mũrũ ũcio wakwa oime bũrũri wa Misiri.
2 The more they were called, the more they went away from me. They sacrificed to the Baals and burned incense to idols.
No o ũrĩa ndaakĩragĩrĩria gwĩta Isiraeli, noguo maakĩragĩrĩria kũnjũrĩra. Nao makĩrutĩra Baali magongona, na magĩcinĩra mĩhianano ũbumba.
3 Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk. It was I who lifted them up by their arms, but they did not know that I cared for them.
Niĩ nĩ niĩ ndaarutire andũ a Efiraimu gwĩtwara na magũrũ, ndĩmanyiitĩte moko; no matiigana kũmenya atĩ nĩ niĩ ndamahonagia.
4 I led them with cords of humanity, with bands of love. I was to them like someone who eased the yoke on their jaws, and I bent down to them and fed them.
Nĩndamatongoragia na mĩkanda ya ũtugi wa ũmũndũ, ngamaguucĩrĩria na mĩhĩndo ya wendo; ngĩmaruta icooki ngingo, na ngĩinamĩrĩra kũmahe irio.
5 Will they not return to the land of Egypt? Will Assyria not rule over them because they refuse to return to me?
“Githĩ matigagĩcooka o kũu bũrũri wa Misiri, o na githĩ matigaathwo nĩ Ashuri, tondũ nĩmaregete kwĩrira, manjookerere?
6 The sword will fall on their cities and destroy the bars of their gates; it will destroy them because of their own plans.
Hiũ cia njora ikaahenũkaga matũũra-inĩ mao manene, ikaananga mĩgĩĩko ya ihingo ciao, na ikinyie mĩbango yao mũthia.
7 My people are determined to turn away from me. Though they call to the Most High, no one will help them.
Andũ akwa nĩmatuĩte itua maahuutatĩre. O na mangĩgaakaĩra Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno-rĩ, ndakamatũgĩria o na atĩa.
8 How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I make you like Zeboyim? My heart has changed within me; all my compassions have been stirred up.
“Ndahota atĩa gũgũtirika, wee Efiraimu? Ndahota atĩa gũkũrekereria, wee Isiraeli? Ndahota atĩa gũtũma ũtuĩke ta Adima? Ndahota atĩa gũgũtua ta Zeboimu? Ngoro yakwa nĩĩreganĩte na ũhoro ũcio, nacio tha ciakwa ciothe nĩciarahũkĩte.
9 I will not execute my fierce anger; I will not again destroy Ephraim. For I am God and not a man; I am the Holy One among you, and I will not come in wrath.
Ndikamũkinyĩria marakara makwa mahiũ, o na kana hũgũkĩre Efiraimu ndĩmũniine. Nĩgũkorwo niĩ nĩ niĩ Ngai, ndirĩ mũndũ, Ngai Ũrĩa Mũtheru gatagatĩ-inĩ kanyu. Ndigooka kũrĩ we ndĩ na mangʼũrĩ.
10 They will follow Yahweh; and he will roar like a lion. When he roars, his children will come trembling from the west.
Nĩmakarũmĩrĩra Jehova; nake nĩakararama ta mũrũũthi. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa akaararama-rĩ, ciana ciake nĩigooka ikĩinainaga ciumĩte mwena wa ithũĩro.
11 They will come trembling like a bird from Egypt, like a dove from the land of Assyria. I will make them live in their homes—this is the declaration of Yahweh.
Igooka ikĩinainaga ta nyoni ikiuma bũrũri wa Misiri, na ta ndutura ikiuma bũrũri wa Ashuri. Nĩngatũma matũũre mĩciĩ-inĩ yao ene,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
12 Ephraim surrounds me with falsehood, and the house of Israel with deceit. But Judah is still going about with me, God, and is faithful to me, the Holy One.”
Efiraimu andigiicĩirie na maheeni, nyũmba ya Isiraeli ĩkandigiicĩria na kũheenania. Nake Juda akaremera Ngai, o na agookĩrĩra Ũrĩa Mũtheru mwĩhokeku.
